Deirdre tossed an implicative glance outside the kitchen.

“Believe me, I’ve seen the worst, and now nobody else’s skill could ever faze me again. Seriously, try to surprise me.”

“Heh.” Declan excitedly washed his hands and grabbed a spare knife. He made a few nicks and began to unpeel it.

“How’s this?”

Deirdre’s poor sight would not be able to help her tell, but she also thought this was the best opportunity to get Glenna and Declan talking again.

“What do you think, Glenna?”

Quietly exasperated, Glenna turned in the direction of Declan’s hand and noticed how beautiful his fingers really were. It was as if a man with good genes simply could not have anything remotely out of place in any part of their physical appearance. Glenna never fancied herself as someone who gave a dime about hands, and yet even her heart throbbed.

When she finally broke out of her trance, she realized she had been silent too long. Declan tried to dispel the awkwardness in the air with a chuckle. “I must have done a really crappy job if my panelist can’t review my handiwork.”

He made another nick.

“How about now?”

set her knife and potato down and hurried out of the kitchen

Declan could only remark to himself, “Okay. I’ll take

happened? What was it that made Glenna hold that big of a grudge? She obviously

up, Mr. King, but why does it seem like she’s still holding

Declan remembered how Glenna had burst into tears at that time despite himself

sort of question is that? Did …

forcing himself out of his memories before finding an

just thought she looked like the tough type who would never shed a tear over anything,

returned to her work as she exhaled a breath. “Glenna’s a tough cookie. I’ve never seen or heard her cry before, which means… if she did cry, then it must

explained that she was having a stomachache. Not willing to expose her, Deirdre played

“Had something shady lately?”

taco from the other day. D*mnit, I should have known!” she replied as she finished slicing the last potato. They poured oil into a frying pan

on to

chatterbox, yet today, she was uncharacteristically

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